Life was sort of like Winter after September 22nd. Granny Mitzi, my best friend, went to be with auntie Lilly at the bridge. I was positive it was a mistake and I woke mom up in the middle of the night for a couple of weeks – just so I could go outside and look for her. She never materialized so I just laid low and waited to feel better.
Rose and I did get our international championships after the new year, so that was pretty cool. Well gotta go. Dad and I have some serious hanging out to do.